Monday, September 10th, 2018

died8yearsago: (fuck no)
[personal profile] died8yearsago
Rosa had no idea what she was going to do for her dumb class tomorrow, and she clearly desperate, as she had turned to the troopers for help. It was back to the dart board, and she went around and had them all write ideas for her on little folded pieces of paper, and Ralph went to put them on the dart board. And Rosa resolved that, whatever was on the paper when the first dart hit it would be what her class would be on.

Until she actually opened the paper.

"Safe sex," she read. "No."

She crumpled it up and threw it into the waste basket, then tried another dart.

That paper said the same thing, and Rosa started to suspect something.

"They all say the same thing!" Well, except for the one that said 'meatball sub,' which was clearly one confused trooper thinking Rosa was taking everyone's order for lunch. "I'm suing all of your flat white butts for harrassment."

No, she wasn't, she didn't care enough. She would just make up whatever they were doing for class tomorrow on the spot, whatever, it wasn't like she really cared. And until then, she'd settle in behind her desk and get to her radio reports.

She honestly didn't make it past Friday.

"What the hell did I just listen to?"

[[open station is open!]]
that_oldsaying: (Yay! (w/jacket and hair up))
[personal profile] that_oldsaying
Alluka bounced into work and then paused, blinking at the sign that was on the back wall, behind the counter.

That… that was new.

But Alluka could obey it, at least! Laughing, she set her bunny down on the counter and went to find something to wear.

What she ended up wearing wasn't exactly sparkly, but she was pretty sure it fit the theme anyway, though she was going to spend some time considering the nail polishes and make up, to see if she felt like--

Oooh! Maybe she'd stick a few star stickers on her cheek! Or would that be too much?

Her bunny was no help at all in deciding this.

Demon Marcus is Open!
hashtag_chocobro: (running in red shirt)
[personal profile] hashtag_chocobro
Already being restless by nature and filled with a sort of nervous excitement over starting his new job at a freakin' game store tomorrow, with the added bonus of even his weirdest and most bizarre class managing to nudge into his brain that he still wasn't ready to ever be good enough to be a Crownsguard, Prompto needed to get out and run today, and he needed to push himself as hard as he could, even though he regretted fulfilling these needs with each and every step. He made a pretty good course around the island, he swung through some of the trails in the preserve, too, waving or nodding at anyone he may have passed as he pressed forward, reminding himself that, hard as this was on him now, it had once been a lot harder, and if he didn't keep it up, it was only going to get harder again.

So he ran. He ran until he felt he couldn't take a step further, covered in sweat, gasping for air...which lead him to the park, which was perfect, because the park had a lot of nice soft grass and so he plopped onto the ground, sprawled himself out with a groan, dumped the remains of his bottle of water over his face, and then sighed wistfully over how nice it felt to just stop and stare at the sky for a while.

And then he grinned. That was a good run. That was a great run! Probably his best one yet on the island. Yeah, he done good. He done real good.

He thought of maybe trying to see if the ducks would come over here and say hi, but any effort to call them over would require movement. Lying down, good. Movement, baaaad. Grass soft. Prompto content.

[[ open park is open! ]]
uncertain_dume: (Headache)
[personal profile] uncertain_dume
Well... Kanan had made plans to have a chat with Iris tonight, and while his evening had been... less than fantastic, he wasn't about to break those plans just because he actually wanted to be beating his head against a wall or flying into space never to be seen again or anything.

He did send her a message saying that he'd be a little late, and he was bringing his dog with him, though that hadn't been part of the plan, because... dog. He could use a little bonus grounding tonight, apparently.

He was far more quiet than usual as he walked into the warehouse. Held out a hand. Flicked on the lights from a good few feet away. Found himself a crate to sit on, and then just kind of hugged his dog for a while.

At least he was wide awake? Hera made some damn strong caf.

[ooc: For one, unless you have some reason to be raiding a warehouse in the dark of night!]

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